WANNI POV

The whole gardens were very quiet in evenings, which was perfect for private conversations.

I had been watching Mira for two days. She was always alone. Always looking at Alfred from a distance with very sad eyes. A broken heart was so easy to deceive.

I found her sitting on a wooden bench close to the rose bushes, staring at nothing with a blank look in her eyes.

“What a beautiful evening,” I said as I sat down gracefully beside her.

Mira jumped slightly and looked at me in shock. “Luna Wanni. I did not see you arrive.”

“I know,” I replied and smiled warmly. “May I join...